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It was just one day, he was Teddy, and the next he was the stars and the sky and the moon and what made my eyes shine and what made my breath catch and what made my throat dry and everything else that causes me this inscrutable pain that I'd never give for anything considered valuable on this corrupt land.
what stars are made of -- howlsatthemoon
Teddy loves Lily more than life itself.
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Lily ditches Teddy and Victoire's wedding.
It hurts too much.
I will always ship TeddyLily.
I love her. I love her and I shouldn't and I'm sorry. Believe me, I'm sorry. I never meant for it to happen it's just she's so fucking beautiful and amazing and, Merlin, I don't know. She's perfect and I love her and I'm sorry.
The Confession of a Drunk Teddy Lupin, by BadgerInMySoup
Just wrote this, and I'd love any opinions on whether I should go ahead and put it on my FFN. (LilyTeddy, so if that squicks you out you might not want to read)
"Lilypad, what do you want to be when you grow up?"
It is halfway a joke, something passed around by the adults at Sunday dinner. Because Lily Luna and grown up go together like Weasley hair and Slytherin. This baby of the family with dragon dreams, glitter falling from her curls and adorning her cheeks, she could could never grow up. Predictably, she chooses a child's answer: Lily Luna is going to be a dragon tamer, thank you very much. The only one to take her seriously, to read to her from his old Care of Magical creatures textbook and get her parents to talk to Uncle Charlie about visits when she's older, is the calm boy with ocean hair who stays closer to the petite redhead than her glitter.
And then comes Hogwarts, and it seems at first that Lily will never grow up. The glitter stays, joined by short skirts and deadly heels that just barely make the dress code, and most importantly, a Slytherin tie.
(it turns out that Weasley hair and Slytherin can get uncomfortably close)
But seventh year something changes. An invitation arrives, dripping glitter and lace, proclaiming that the boy with ocean hair and the girl with veela eyes are getting married.
(He'll have no more time for silly little girls with glitter in their curls and dragons in their eyes, is what it means.)
So Lily Luna grows up, quite suddenly. She brushes the glitter from her hair just in time for the old question to resurface.
"What will you do after school, Miss Potter?"
The answer she gives is the one that is expected of her, of the new-and-improved Lily Luna. She'll be a Healer then, isn't that nice and grown up?
(And maybe she'll learn how to fix her heart, because it seems to be a tiny bit broken)
So she signs up for Healing school and yes, of course she'll be a bridesmaid, if that's what Victoire wants.
(Named for victory, she'll get what she wants anyhow, no sense in fighting)
Yet on the day of the wedding, as she stands where she's directed Lily can feel the little girl with glitter in her curls fighting to get out, yelling at her to
runrunrun
So she does.
And when Lily Luna grew up, she became a dragon tamer.
01: When Lily was eleven, Teddy took her up in the attic and showed her a picture.
A pretty brunette girl with slightly hooded eyes had an arm around a boy with sandy hair and a bemused expression. They were laughing, ties-one yellow and one green-undone and hanging from their necks.
"This was my gran. Andromeda. You won't remember her, I don't think. She died when you were one. But she was a Slytherin. And that is my grandad, Ted." He paused and smiled faintly. "I was named for him. He was a Hufflepuff. He was her best friend too, even though she was from the 'bad' House." He handed the picture to the pint-sized redhead. "It doesn't matter to me what House you're in, Lilypad. You'll be great, no matter what."